The Olympic Games have always moved me. When I was a young woman I dreamed of swimming in the Olympics. Back then girls didn’t have much in the way of a future in sports so the Olympics were it unless you were a golfer or a tennis player. And you also had to be an amateur to compete. Now though those athletes can earn money to keep training—hence the longer careers of some such as Phelps and Torres. Dara Torres was a swimmer back in my time—we both swam the 50 meters freestyle and she was the queen of the pool. If you told me that she’d be kicking but well into her 40s I would have thought you had water on the brain. She didn’t make it this year but there are plenty of moving stories to capture our hearts.

Those of you who love to cheer on the athletes every two years know what I’m talking about. Those sports we’d never take the time to follow during the regular season become our favorites—and the athletes who win (and sometimes lose) become household names—which they totally deserve. In today’s social media world the Olympics are coming to us in so many ways. It’s not just the hours of NBC but also the fun commentary on facebook and twitter. I saw a trending topic on twitter that had me laughing out loud today. #rejectedolympicevents. Some of the tweets for this category include cross dressage, synchronized menstrual cycling, don’t drop the balloon, and dine and dash. There are special moments in every Olympics –some we remember for years. I can remember being a CIT at Camp Tockwogh watching Mary Lou Retton vault to victory in 1984. I can remember the most exciting swim race I ever saw was Jason Lezak’s come-from-behind-anchor leg in the 2008 men’s relay. He was jumping out of the water and beat out the stunned Frenchies by only eight one hundredths of a second. And while I was pretty young at the time, I can remember the hoopla surrounding Nadia Comaneci as she tumbled and swung her way to the first perfect 10s in gymnastics.. What are your favorite moments? Are you watching Michael Phelps swim to Olympic history? Have you seen a beach volley ball game or 100 meter track dash that thrilled you? Tell us here and share the moments that bring our world together in peaceful and wonderful ways.

Thanks London. I love the Brits! They are so witty and fun and have been putting on a fine show for us. One of my favorite TV shows is Absolutely Fabulous—and of course the Brits would have our lovely Eddie and Patsy carry the Olympic torch (lighting some cigarettes with it along the way then snuffing it out with champagne). Or how about the opening ceremony with Mr. Bean playing the keyboard and getting bored, taking out his cell phone. I almost cried I was laughing so hard. The queen jumping out of a plane with James Bond was priceless. Well we’ve got more excitement coming along the Thames. Can’t wait! Tell us your favorite Olympic event!

This poll only included athletic events. There are of course Olympic moments we will always remember such as the Jewish athletes who were killed in the Munich games, the shameful boycotts during the cold wars, the Black Power salute in Mexico, the lighting of the torch by Muhammed Ali, and so much more!

Things have been way too serious lately. It’s time for some silly fun. It’s time for some belly-aching laughter. Why? Because there is just no way I could possibly survive this world without making fun of everyone in it. That includes me. Blessed are those who can laugh at themselves, because they will never cease to be amused.

I’ve had a pretty good couple of weeks at work playing and traveling in between those long hours on the computer and now am gearing up for vacation. Before I leave for the star-filled skies of Michigan, I’m going to share some jokes I’ve seen around the Internet.

One of my favorite comedians is Tim Hawkins. I follow him on Facebook and every couple of days I’m reminded of how even in the midst of the crap that we all face each week, there are still things we can laugh about. Laughter feels so good. It’s like a breath of fresh air. Around D.C. we don’t have much fresh air. We live in a swamp and when it’s 100 degrees out we are forced to stay inside so as not to suffocate. Man—I can’t wait to get up to Walloon Lake and breathe that wonderful northern air and swim in that cobalt blue lake. So, until then I’m stuck inside reading Facebook and giggling at Tim Hawkins and all those funny jokes people post.

Pause for a moment. Allow yourself to feel good for a little while. Have a laugh today and smile at a good memory. Here’s some help to get you started…

“There had to be toys and games in biblical times. GI Joseph. Easy Bake Fiery Furnace. Pin the limb on the leper.” Tim Hawkins.

“Just stumbled upon my wife’s reading list for 2012. ‘Settling for Mediocrity’ and ‘Hiding a Body for Dummies’ have me a little concerned.” Tim Hawkins

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On this Father’s Day I wanted to say a special thanks to my father and a give a special nod to my brother Greg who was an amazing father. His children miss him terribly today and I’d like to say to all of you who are missing your dads that I’m sure they would be very proud of you and are loving you from heaven.But back to my dad. I have to hand it to him. He really took good care of our family and worked his butt off to make sure that we were secure and had a bright future. He is and always was very generous. With money, his time, and of course his advice—which I sometimes took but often ignored as a child. A lot of it stuck with me though and I’m glad for those life lessons.

One thing that really amazes me about my dad is that he grew up in the 50’s and 60’s when men were the ones that went out to have careers and be athletes and women were so limited in their choices and certainly not paid equally. Many women stayed home, which as a kid was great. But that is not an option for many today and many women want to have a career outside of the home. Having said that, in my dad’s time, it was all about the boys, not the girls. In fact, I laugh at some of the letters that my grandfather wrote to my parents. He would talk at length about passing on the legacy of our family to my brother and if I was mentioned at all it was an afterthought.

The funny thing is, I never once in my life thought that I could not do anything I wanted to do. I never once thought that my brother was getting more advantages than me or that he was favored. I never once thought that I wouldn’t go to college and get a career and be able to be a CEO or entrepreneur or doctor or Olympic athlete or anything else I could daydream about. You want to know why I never felt limited or second best in my family? Because my dad (and my mom) infused a belief in me that I could chase my dreams and be just as successful as my brother.

My dad left work early on many occasions to come see me play hockey, basketball, lacrosse, softball—even drove miles and miles and sat in damp pools for hours on end to watch me swim for 50 seconds. He was always so proud of me when I did well in school and encouraged my dreams of world dominance. Or at least Olympic or corporate dominance. My dad taught me the same lessons he taught my brother—work hard, be honest, think, be generous, be responsible, mow the lawn before it gets two feet high, read instructions, and go for your dreams.

Thanks dad. You came from a generation where women stayed in the kitchen and kept their opinions to themselves but you raised a woman of a new generation who never thought the impossible was impossible. I don’t know how you made that transition but I’m forever grateful.

To all you dads out there, as your kids, we look up to you, are protected by you, listen to your wisdom (for the most part) and love you. Thanks for being our dads.

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